Dislocation Poem by DM W

Dislocation

Rating: 5.0


Cars...streets...neon lights:
All now merging into one.
Buyers and sellers
Proliferating across
Virtual domains.
Fragmentary voices and
Images descend
Upon our frayed consciousness.

Dislocation
Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness,disorder,modern
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shaun Cronick 16 October 2020

Dominic, and it's not exactly Aldous Huxley's Brave New World out there at the moment. Dystopia rules. It's like a jungle out there with survival of the fittest more like Lord of the Flies. But things change and for the better. A fine modern poem and five stars. Many thanks and take care.

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